The Exchanged Princess

mother's departure

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Grey clouds swirled in the vast expanse of the sky. The wind swirling that carried him seemed to direct the layout where the cloud had to drop the water droplets it was carrying.

The gurgling sound of water bouncing on the surface of the ground combined with the sobs of a teenage girl. The sound of water accompanied the sobs of Annisa who was struggling in front of the mound of land that was still red. His mess sounded heartbreaking, slicing the hearts of anyone who heard it.

"Nis, go home yuk. The rain was getting heavier," Bi Titin persuaded me gently somehow already how many times.

"No, Bi. There was nobody at home either. Nisa wants to be with mom here." His issue while shaking slowly.

"Prophey, Nis. Your mother has calmed down by God's side. Don't be lamented," Bi Titin said as she wiped her tears.

"Nisa wants Mom, Bi. Nisa doesn't want to be alone, hiks. Ma'am. Don't leave Nisa." Sluggishly.

Bi Titin could do nothing. Annisa's back was gently rubbed while still holding her. He looked at some people waiting in other parts of the cemetery. Shaking his head as a sign that Annisa still can not be persuaded to go home.

A teenager with her mother comes over, trying to persuade Annisa who does not even care about the land that stains her clothes.

"Nisa, go home to Mother Yuk! There's Yuli who will accompany you. You can stay with us, son." Persuade soft.

"Yes, Nis. We can share a room and go to school together. Don't dissolve in sadness, Nis. Give me your mother" said Yuli chimed in on the mother's words.

"Now I'm alone, Yul. I have no one" said Nisa as she rubbed her face.

"There's Mom, Nisa. There's Yuli, Bi Titin too. Isn't that right, Bi?"

"Yes, Nis. You are not alone" said Bi Titin.

Allahu akbar, Allaahu akbar!

Allaahu akbar, Allaahu akbar!

Asyhadu allaa ilaaha.

Asyhadu allaa ilaaha.

Ashhadu anna Muhammadar.

Ashhadu anna Muhammadar.

Hayya 'alashshalaah's.

Hayya 'alashshalaah's.

Hayya's 'alalfalaah.

Hayya's 'alalfalaah.

Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar's.

Laa ilaaha.

Kumandang adzan ashar echoed from the mosque which was located not far from the cemetery area. Calling one by one the people who had brought the body of Bu Asih to the cemetery, Annisa was no exception.

With a heavy heart, Annisa left the wet red soil with a sprinkling of flowers on it. He stared at the tombstone bearing his mother's name.

Again he wiped the tears that just spilled on his cheek. Annisa doesn't even know how to stop her own tear patter.

"Mom, Nisa's coming home... Nisa's here again tomorrow." He rubbed his mother's headstone gently.

***

Syahdu night is felt. When the chanting of the holy verses of the Quran echoed in the simple house of Annisa. Sometimes it still sounds stuffing from the figure who is struggling. When pitting his way of life against the Khalik the owner of the universe.

"Nisa, eat first." Bi Titin serves rice and potluck dishes on a mat.

"Thank you, Bi." Speak with a loud voice.

"Let's eat here with Auntie." Bring along.

Inevitably Annisa obeyed Bi Titin's invitation. He felt bad if he had to trouble his neighbor. Annisa reluctantly feeds her dinner. The pale face and my face forced themselves to swallow the rice and side dishes.

"What now, Nis? Is your school still going to continue?" ask Bi Titin.

"Nisa doesn't know. But it doesn't seem like it will, Bi. Nisa will just look for work" said Annisa who was bowed very deeply.

The issue was heard again, Bi Titin could only stare at the girl who was now a kara. He wants to help. But what power he himself is lacking. And work, what kind of work can a child of Annisa's age do.

"Sorry, Bi. Nisa can't stop these tears." Say it while wiping away tears.

"Patience to you."

Annisa nodded slowly. He could not continue his schooling. The National Examination has passed. Nisa is just waiting for her graduation from school.

Annisa could have continued her schooling. There is free school assistance from the government given to children in the village. But for other purposes, buying school supplies also costs and not to mention if there is a sudden expenditure. Where did Annisa get the money for all that?

Even if a kind neighbor helps him, when will you? Is not debt brought to death?

Annisa can only accept her fate. There is no one to hold. Job search is now the choice of Annisa. He just needs to meet his needs without bothering others.

"Auntie sleep first is okay, Nis?"

"It's okay, Bi. Sorry to bother Auntie," said Nisa slowly.

"It's okay. Your mother is like Aunt's brother. Don't get too much sleep."

"Yes, Bi."

Momentary silence. Annisa still sat down while hugging both knees. A smooth snoring began to sound from the sleeping Bi Titin. It seems that the woman was exhausted after this whole day of taking care of everything that concerns the funeral.

"Mom... Hiks, why did you leave Nisa?" He nodded with a blank look.

The shadow of her mother's figure passing by in the house seems to be tangled in Annisa's eyes. Mother who always hard face the weight of the burden of life in her old age. Mother who always tried to smile when the burden she was carrying was very heavy. Mother yang...

Annisa could no longer hold back her tears. He again sobbed in memory of the figure of the mother who left him just like that.

Slowly, the sleepiness began to come. Moreover, her swollen eyelids had already felt very heavy. Annisa started to close her eyes. Prepare to meet a tomorrow that will somehow.

Just now Annisa's going to sleep. But suddenly he fell. The sound of the door being knocked instantly made the feather I was sitting on. Who's the guy who's been meeting tonight?

Annisa closed both ears while closing her eyes. At this moment he was truly afraid of imagining who was behind the door of his house.

"Open the door."

Nisa was stunned to hear the voice of a man out there. He wondered and wondered, Who is this man?

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